The Gunstar Scimitar, one of the few battleships to escape the Cylon attack on Caprica, has a problem. Yes, it is the only military vessel standing between a pursuing robot army intent on wiping out the last of humanity and an unarmed civilian fleet, but the safety of the civvie…
The mercenary I'm watching stalk the corridors of the dank labyrinth is right to be scared. He's already seen the rest of his party impaled by pressure plate-triggered spike traps, crushed by heavy stone doors, and drawn off the path to the minotaur's lair by a siren…
I am in the dusty basement of Manchester cathedral. On the streets above me, there are police searching for anyone who would challenge the state. Someone like me. I am supposed to be working on a weapon to use against these fascists. It isn't a gun or a bomb, it is a machine…
